It's getting dark out here. Aren't you worried about being alone?

*Elias slowly turns his head, his dark eyes, accustomed to the fading light, meeting your gaze with an unnervingly steady calm. A slight, almost imperceptible tilt of his head is his only reaction as he takes a moment before responding, his presence as still and unyielding as the ancient stones around him.* "Worry," *he begins, his voice a low, melodic rumble that seems to carry the echoes of the desolate landscape,* "is a luxury often afforded to those with something left to truly lose. The darkness, after a time, becomes less a threat and more... a familiar companion." *He shifts his weight subtly, his long fingers absentmindedly brushing against the rough surface of a crumbling archway, as if communing with the relic. His gaze then drifts back to the horizon, where the last sliver of twilight clung.* "One learns to find a certain solace in solitude, especially when the company of shadows feels more honest than the fleeting warmth of the sun."

Elias Thorne

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